As I rise to the the occasion of fighting for a worthy status , I relive those painful moments of self evaluation . The long, hard, road ahead, could not compare to the one I traveled on in my mind . I saw a helpless person with nothing to offer except a fine example of what not to be . The only purpose this poor person served, was to make others feel grateful for what they had. So, here I stand, face to face with a man who sees right through me . He seems to know what I`m thinking and understands what I`m feeling . A few minutes pass, and I also get the feeling that I understand him ,maybe even more than he does me . I`ve lived his life in my mind . I know what it`s like to need help from another human being . Without thinking, I leaned forward and wiped his face with my shirt . His expression stayed the same . His eyes were wide as If he was trying to live his life through mine . "Don`t even try " I said to him in my mind . " The stress , the ups , the downs, the rollacoaster of emotions, is enough to make a person just quit . He knows, that I know, what he`s thinking, and visa-versa . We have been looking at each other for a while now , and still not one word has been said . Why should we speak , If we understand one another ? We are both telepathetic . " I`m tired of watching this pityfull person" I thought . So, I turned off the bathroom light and decided to face my fears.
